Zada was tying her hair in a tight bun looking in the mirror.

She missed dressing up.

She always loved dressing up ,even when she was a kid.

She was generally the off stage kind of girl, leaving the stage for her brothers.

She loved to create her own stories and characters ,and loved drawing too.

She was almost a nerd.

But unlike other nerds, she loved dressing up and wearing light makeup.

But now that she is in disguise, she can't do that.

She was still in her thoughts when Emma barged into her room without knocking.

Zada rolled her eyes. Emma would never knock.

She looked at Emma...